[✗] [Legend Submission] Clan Zahn

[Xerihsob 33]

The Clan Zahn

 

Let me tell you the legend of a clan that had not the easiest of existences, but had remained alive thanks to their stubborness; although stubborness was as much of a boon as it was a blessing and they had fallen to that exact same thing. This is a story about clan Zahn, who they are, what they are, and what they thought their purpose had been. This said clan was a powerful one yet lonesome one, not many had known about this clan due to seclusion and none of heard the story until I have decided to share it with you today.

 

 

Survival and Presumed Extinction

 

(The barren landscapes the persistent and powerful clan Zahn inhabitated) 

 

The main and outstanding reason none had heard stories or tales of this clan sooner was because of the seclusion as I had told you before; though I will now touch up on that a little bit more. This so-called seclusion was because of how inhabitable the lands Zahn had inhabited were, the landscapes were empty, barren and devoid of life. The sky was always grey and covered in sut, the sun had never shone, and the source of food and plantation was nil. The reasoning behind this was that there was a volcano nearby that erupted quite frequently, destroying any hope of life on land. Sure; it is true that the entire clan could have moved but they had not done that because they believe that it had revealed a weakness on their part, and that any who left were not right to be called an Ork of clan Zahn. A good question to ask would be how the clan survived at all in spite of the erupting volcano and barren lands? The answer is they would seek shelter and live in caves. The caves around the area had become home to all of clan Zahn, only leaving once in a couple of elven years to do some hunting. I had mentioned before that the entire land was barren and had no life, but that is not true as I am remembering; there were these creatures that had taken upon themselves the nick-name "Drü-zhozhi" which would roughly mean something along the lines of "ash-eater".

 

These creatures were called ash-eaters as that is what they were, they survived off of the ash that had plagued the land from the volcano. These creatures were said to be very reptile-like and frequently if not always crawl on all four "legs", though when fighting they stand up on both of the hind legs and use the other two as a way to fight, clawing at anything that got too close for comfort. The creatures in question were not carnivorous, though they were territorial and defensive. They had a nasty back, with bone-like spikes protruding out of the back of the creature, perhaps originating in the spine. The size of these creatures is hard to gauge as they hunched for improved speed and confortability when fighting, though even when hunched and stood-up on two hind legs they were able to average around 7', with some more larger sizes hitting around 8'; a sizable foe for the Orks. It is rumoured these creatures drank the lava of the volcano; thought that may just be legend. The meat hunters had gotten from these creatures was as pitch black as the ash the creatures had ate, most likely a side-effect of the unhealthy life-style.

 

(A rough sketch of a hostile Drü-zhozhi)

 

The Drü-zhozhi were not the only ones to suffer side-effects of an unhealthy lifestyle, all of clan Zahn had suffered the same fate. Due to the lack of sunlight from not only the volcano always covering the skies in ash but also to the fact that Zahn had never left the caves, for most of the time that would be a quick and swift demise. In return for the lack of sunlight, the Orks had sported a stunted growth; with most if not all (I would assume around 98%) ranging from 6' - 7'. This was not the only con of the lack of sunlight; In a strange turn of events they have developed a transparent skin and all Zahns are black skinned due to the ash in the air constantly; if one were to observe them they would not be able to tell that they are Orks but would rather assume they are some strange abomination. Zahn Orks have around the same life-span as normal Orks, though the elders of clan Zahn that reach around 300-500 years of age lose their eyesight and gain improved other senses and start to slowly delve into madness and insanity, thanks to life in a pitch black cave. This was such a common occurence that these Orks had gained a special tradition in throwing these "creatures" whom they had given the name "Vruig" into the volcano when it lay dormat, as a sacrifice to induce hope that it will one day cease erupting constantly.

 

(A Vruig)

 

Zahn had developed a habit of not wasting resources because they could not afford too. After a succesful hunt of a Drü-zhozhi they would take everything, including the bones. Bones play a huge part in Zahn society and tradition, since a Zahn keeps everything from a kill they are known to use the bones to forge tools, weapons, and armour; as well as decorating themselves. In relation to this and a direct cause from this, the more bones an Ork of clan Zahn has the more powerful they are; as it signifies how many kills the Ork has achieved without falling. The more renowned and strong warriors of Zahn are covered in bones from head-to-toe. A fellow Ork of Zahn can and will challenge another to a klomp to the death in hopes of taking all of the Orks bones, though this does not happen often if rarely at all because of the fact for an Ork to have many bones it demands respect and it is always better for an Ork to earn bones from their own hunts. Not only that; it is simply not favoured because life is too rough to be fighting each-other, they have a tough time surviving as is. Whilst on the topic of tradition and bones, an Ork of clan Zahn is too NOT take the bones from a fellow fallen Ork of the same clan or the creature a fellow Ork has hunted. This will instantly be punished by death on the spot with no warning as it is taboo.

 

(A strong warrior of clan Zahn that has clearly survived many battles)

 

I would assume you have a grasp on this culture and the interesting survival aspects clan Zahn had too face now; so I will explain upon the presumed exctinction of said clan. It is quite simple, really. During the destruction of Vailor thanks to Orgon; the clan had still not changed face on their stance of never abandoning their home. For this reason when everyone else fled to the portal for safety, clan Zahn had remained tucked away in their ravished and battle-scarred corner of the world, in the caves.

 

Advanced Tradition(s)

 

Whilst I have explained and given you a basic grasp of some of the easier traditions, there is still more to tell you. Here I will detail these advanced traditions of clan Zhan and the purpose of them.

 

The Blessing of the Qurzet - At birth a Kub is to be taken to the "main" cave that clan Zahn inhabits; inside of there one would find a glowing tree-like plant that is considered to be a blessing. In reality it is just simple fungi that was able to grow inside of a cave due to the excess amounts of water, but to the members of Zahn it is so much more; it is hope for a brighter and healthier future, one where they do not live every day wondering if they will survive to the next. For this exact reason it has become tradition for the entire clan to gather here together for the birth of a new kub, despite the differences or conflicts they may currently have with each-other. Once said kub is born they will be painted with the glowing characteristics of the tree that they have given the alias of "Qurzet".

 

(The Qurzet)

 

Kubs First Flat - A kubs first kill is a very important thing in any Orcish culture; not just Zahn. However, they handle it a bit differently. Once a kub has been deemed worthy enough to hunt with others (this is done by various tests of strength, some include fighting other kubs and others are as simple as lifting a heavy boulder) they will be brought on their first hunt. If the kub fails to score a kill, they will be forced to fast for a day inside the cave of the Qurzet. If they fail again; they will fast for two days. This will continue getting longer and longer until the kub either dies or achieves their first kill. There is no room for weakness in a clan that can barely survive. Once the kub does earn their first kill, they will not be able to harvest the bones as they are too young and weak to sport such heavy objects. Instead they will take a tooth of the killed Drü-zhozhi and use it too form a blade; which they will carry with them for the rest of their life.

 

Sacrifice of the Weak - If it is clear a warrior is injured in battle and unable to be healed through prayer; they will be pinned down, bound, and taken to the volcano forcefully and sacrificed in hope that the volcano will cease eruptions. It is often a solemn and depressing event, and there have been many against it but at the same time they all still cling onto the hope that it is a neccessity to do this for the volcano to grant them days of hunt where the volcano does not erupt. When it is clear that the injured has died before reaching the volcano, they will not be sacrificed as a dead sacrifice is thought to anger the volcano; causing it erupt even more than usual.

 

Legends
The Legend of Zrugagga'Zahn - 

Spoiler

 

An often told tale to kubs, this is the story of a great warrior named Zrugagga'Zahn. Standing at 7'7, it is said that this warrior was mighty enough to demand the volcano itself to cease it's eruptions. The story of this particular Ork started when he was born; it was immediately apparent as he grew as a kub that he would have more mettle and be tougher than the usual Zahn. Clanmates of Zahn were able to tell this when at the age of six, the great warrior was able to fell a Drü-zhozhi bare-handed, with no help from other Orks. His story did not end there of course; as he progressed and got older and older he had never once fell in battle and had gotten many kills, resulting in him being the most adorned in bones Ork to exist.

 

Another occurence in which his strength was obvious is the following: It was a strangley quiet day on one of his expeditions to hunt with six fellow Orks; they had known this as soon as they left the cave and saw no Drü-zhozhi, an unusual occurence. After travelling the barren wasteland for hours with no sign of Drü-zhozhi and a different soruce of food (Drü-zhozhi was truly all there was too eat) Zrugagga had suggested that they infilitrate a nest; a never done before tactic. The Drü-zhozhi would have to be there, he thought. Upon finding a split in between mountains, they had observed an immensley large nest of about ten Dru-Zhozhi all gotten together; presumably for mating. Hungry and not thinking straight, the Orks decided to charge straight in; this did not end well. After a tough and tedious battle, all that remained was Zrugagga and five Drü-zhozhi, one of which was clearly an alpha larger than the others. The Drü-zhozhi had surronded Zrugagga with no exit in sight, the only way out was to fight his way out... and he did just that. Seeing his fallen brethren at his feet had taken his curse of bloodlust to new levels.

 

One Drü-zhozhi had charged him head on, Zrugagga had payed close attention to the movements of said creature and ducked under the first swing of its right claw, then plunging his bone sword straight into the nasty beasts stomach; he buried it so deep in fact, it got stuck. With one Drü-zhozhi on the ground squealing to be put down, there were only four that remain. The alpha had stood back, instead choosing to wait for an oppurtune moment to strike whilst the three others charged Zrugagga; now angered that they had lost one their own. With no weapon in sight as the alpha was guarding most of them, Zrugagga had to think of something and fast. He did not think fast enough however, as the first two Drü-zhozhi were already in his face and preparing to swing. As he saw this he threw all of his body-weight into leaping in between the middle of the two; narrowly avoiding being ripped to shreds. As he lands face first into the tough and ashen ground, he sees an axe within arms-reach from a fallen brethren and grabs onto it. By the time he was able to grab the axe the Drü-zhozhi were already turning around and rushing towards him once again; and even worse-so there was the third now coming at him from the where the alpha was standing.

 

In response to this Zrugagga would bury the axe deep into the single Drü-zhozhis ankle as it became in reach to him, the now injured Drü-zhozhi would be falling onto Zrugagga as he lays on the ground with the other two just inches away from reaching him and clawing him to bits. With the injured Drü-zhozhis body falling into him Zrugagga would use his immense strength and propel the giant creature with both his legs and arms towards the other two; making them all stumbling and confused. Using this oppurtunity to stand up Zrugagga once again has no weapon, a situation all to familar to be comfortable with. While the other three Drü-zhozhi are all tangled together (one with an axe buried deep into its tough scaled ankle) Zrugagga is painfully reminded of the injured Drü-zhozhi on the ground by the sound of ear-piercing shrieks coming from the shadow-creature and is promptly taken out of the heat of the battle. He walks over to the creature and pulls the sword from it's one spot on the body that is not covered in hard scales, and stomps the creature out of it's misery with his bone-clad boot. By the time he was done all this, the Drü-zhozhi were once again sprinting towards him at full speed, this time however two were routing him this time as the first attacked head-on (The injured one, though it does not seem to be bothering the creature much anymore due to its tough scales); a better plan than before.  

 

Zrugagga would realize the terrible situation he has found himself in, with the alpha still blocking the only exit out of this demising nest. Zrugagga would not give up without a fight though; seeing the two routing him from the sides Zrugagga would choose to rather charge forward towards the singular Drü-zhozhi with his blade poised for an attack. Sadly the Drü-zhozhi can attack faster than he can swing a sword. This results in Zrugagga narrowly avoiding a left claw strike from the aformentioned Drü-zhozhi; barely ducking under it. This timing was impeccable however, meaning Zrugagga would be able to slash his bone sword out towards the Drü-zhozhi, cutting it's now-revealed lower abdomen open all the while dodging the strike and moving forwards. The Drü-zhozhis guts spill out onto the ground below, and the creature falls limp face-first into said ground; the other two Drü-zhozhi are not happy too see this and turn on a dime with their surprinsgly nimble frames, avoiding running into each-other.

 

Zrugagga has had enough of dodging and narrow avoidances, his stamina has run it's course thanks to his heavy bone army. Instead he stands still; feet planted in the ground and legs pivoted to stabilize himself, sword poised towards the remaining two Drü-zhozhi standing still and observing. The two remaining Drü-zhozhi rush head-on, obviously not learning from the past two instances that this is not a good idea for themselves. Zrugagga would not move; he would remain as still as a rock, out of stamina and willing to fight to the death. Before you could expect it the Drü-zhozhi were already there, face-to-face with an Ork exhausted after waning down on the large group of other Drü-zhozhi. The Drü-zhozhi on the left would dash to the left of Zrugagga whilst striking towards Zrugagga. Zrugagga would quickly let his left hand off of his sword and one-hand it in his right hand, using his left one to meet the Drü-zhozhis right, aiming to deflect or at least stall enough to get an opening to the abdomen.

 

Thanks to Zrugaggas sheer strength he was able to equally meet the Drü-zhozhi and hold that positioning for about one second, any more and he would have been overpowered. Using this miniscule amount of time to his advantage, Zrugagga buried his sword deep into the creatures abdomen, sadly; Zrugagga had not been able to do anything about the other Drü-zhozhi now attacking him as he was all tangled up with the current fight at hand. Zrugagga suffered a nasty claw attack with some impressive toque to it, thankfully his armour had protected him from any real injuries but the torque of the attack caused Zrugagga too be knocked back onto the ground with his back against the mountain facing the Drü-zhozhi, with his weapon buried in the now-dead other. The single remaining Drü-zhozhi (Not including the alpha) that had just swung at Zrugagga would lunge forward with his wide jaw agape; trying to pierce Zrugaggas armour with his uncanny sharp teeth. In response, Zrugagga would use speed never before seen on an Ork and grab the creatures lower and upper mouth as it is lunging to take a piece of Zrugagga.

 

The two would stare at each-other for a few seconds, these two creatures that have both survived against odds stacked against them; breathing in each-others panting and both equally disgusting breath. Maybe these two are more alike then they would assume; but it does not matter. Zrugagga would push down on the lower jaw and push upwards on the upper one, hearing all sorts of snapping and cracking, the creature would screech, remaining alive for a while as it would take a lot of force to kill it like this, before falling limp onto the ground with his mouth elastic and loose; presumably dead. When Zrugagga stood, he would take his personal sword out of the dead Drü-zhozhi once again; using his boot to push down and give himself a boost to unlodge the sword. He would stumble backwards, the ground littered with fallen bodies of both races; clearly tired and exhausted from the recent fight.

 

This was not over yet, though. The 8'2 alpha still remained stood there, as he just watched his brethren get slaughterd in front of him. The alpha would begin to slowly walk towards Zrugagga... then around; circling the now legendary Ork, prepared to finish the job. Zrugagga remained poised as he had done many times this day, ready to attack at any given moment. This time around Zrugagga decided to just say "Skah it." and charged towards the alpha, once again expecting death. The alpha Drü-zhozhi seemed to expect this, and as Zrugagga charged the creature would swing downwards with all of it's might with it's right arm aiming to crush the Ork. Ztrugagga would roll out of the way to the right of the creature, now aiming and succesfully landing a swift strike to the back of its legs. The Drü-zhozhi alpha did not appreciate this much; swinging his free left arm at Ztrugagga, turning his whole body into the swing and hitting him quite effectvely, swatting him into the walls of the mountains that surround the two combatants.

 

Whilst Zrugagga flew through the air he dropped his sword somewhere along the way; and once he had hit the wall you could hear multiple bones shattering and cracking, hopefully those of his armour. Ztrugagga had landed dazed and confused but able to still fight; finding a spear from another fallen brother he picks it up and uses it to keep distance with the alpha while he recuperates, the alpha simply allows him to do so for what seemed like the longest five seconds, just standing there watching the Ork catch his breath and attempt to snap back into it; as his life had depended on it. The larger than average alpha would grow tired of waiting however, and sprint towards the Ork. Zrugagga holds his ground, but is ready to dodge at any moment simultanesouly. When the alpha finally arrives to the destination right in front of Zrugagga; he attempts to grab Zrugagga with both of his arms lunging out. Zrugagga sees a genius plan in the heat of the moment and ducks down whilst positioning his spear horizontaly as to pierce the strangely large creatures arms and get them as stuck as possible.

 

The plan works to the favour of Zrugagga and the creatures hands are pinned together for a few seconds but that is all Zrugagga needed to sprint forwards and shove his entire body weight into the creature, causing it to stumble backwards and giving the opening of being able to pick up another weapon and attack. Zrugagga finds a nice pace for a sprint and moves past the alpha aiming to pick up the previously used axe still buried in one of the deceased Drü-zhozhis ankles. Thankfully; he does just this. By the time Zrugagga has reached the axe and pulled it out, the alpha is facing him hands and arms still bound by the spear. Using this opportunity as an opening to attack the creatures abdomen, he would sprint as fast as humanly possible in his large set of of bone armour towards the creature all the while preparing a large swing; as if chopping down a tree. Completley unexpectedly, as Zrugagga arrives within reach and mid-swing of attacking the alpha, it turns extremely fast and swings its tail; once again crushing the Ork against the mountainous walls. Since Ztrugagga was dizzy and perhaps unconcious for a decent amount of time, the alpha was able to free his hands by forcing the spear pierce all the way through by smashing the tip of the spear onto a rock, pushing it outwards. (He could not simply knaw it away, as it was solid bone and there was no wood.)

 

The alpha Drü-zhozhi would slowly approach Zrugagga mouth wide open, baring it's nasty teeth; knowing this is the end of the powerful Ork. Zrugagga is not one to give up, but even he thought he had met his match here. It was at this moment Zrugagga had been picked up, being brought close to the alphas mouth. The alpha would look the Ork that had caused his nest so much trouble up and down; as if inspecting what was so special about him to be able to take down this many of his kind. Then; that was it, or at least the Drü-zhozhi thought that was it... The alpha brings Zrugagga to his mouth to chomp down, hoping for a tasty snack of a powerful warrior; but what he got instead was not expected in the slightest. Zrugagga had forced his entire arm down the beasts throat as he was bitten down upon, gripping onto anything his long arm was able to reach, and proceeding to brutally as well as forcefully rip it out of the Drü-zhozhi. Being released from the beasts grasp, Zrugagga would fall to his knees; arm bleeding, and who knows how many more injuries before quickly standing up once again, to deal the final blow with an axe to the creatures abdomen; then collapsing once again. The alpha Drü-zhozhi would stumble about schreeching the most horrible noise known to Ork-kind, before giving the now legendary Ork one last look of pure hatred, and fall to the ground.

 

Zrugagga had passed out, but once he had awoken he made sure to take all the bones of every single Drü-zhozhi that had been killied by himself that day. It is said the bones he harvested from the alpha that day were used to forge his legendary sword and after this fateful day his eyes had glown red with the blessing of the volcano. That is not all, however. Zrugagga had noticed an egg in the middle of the nest, seemingly and surprinsgly untouched. It's appearance was that of the same colour as the barren ground below his feet, and it had seemed to be constantly moving around as if it were made of smoke no matter how you look at it. Zrugagga had decided to take said egg as a trophy, with no intention of raising such beast. Though as time grew on and the beast hatched; it had grown attached to Zrugagga and he grew attached to the beast as well. From this day forward him and his new-found pet would be the stuff of legends.

 

 

(Zrugagga; equipped with his legendary armour and sword)

 

The Cave Dweller - The name of this legend is quite ironic; considering all of clan Zahn are also cave dwellers; but this was not a good cave dweller in their eyes. Parent Orks would tell this story to the kubs to assure they do not go exploring in caves that are not already inhabitated by clan Zahn. They would tell the story of a massive beast, capable of felling even the greatest Zahn warrior himsself, Zrugagga. Not much is known about this strange creature or how it arrived, or whom it arrived from. Though it is said to be of massive proportions, bigger than some small caves themselves; and none have lived to tell the tale of an encounter with such a beast. It is said that if one were to venture too deep into a cave in which was not already inhabitated; you would see the eyes of this beast peering back at you in the pitch-black cave, ready to šnatch you away.

 

(An ancient depiction of the cave dweller)

 

The Qurzet Healing Properties - It was rumoured in the ancient clan of Zahn that not only was this tree-like structure used for prayer and worship; but that it had contained healing properties. If one were too take from the bark of the tree and apply it to any wounds, they would heal over and restore the warrior to their former condition in mere seconds. No-one could tell if this was the truth or not however, as if you had injured this religion symbol you would have done the greatest atrocity known to Zahn; and would be killed on the spot after being forced to "purge" yourself of said atrocity. The tree has been such a legend that it has even spread to far-away lands under different names, somehow.

 

(The Qurzet)

 

Mutation into a Drü-zhozhi - Another story told to kubs of the clan Zahn is what would happen if they did not sacrifice the mad to the volcano;  the mad would eventually go through insufferable pain upon living for a certain amount of time and slowly transform into a Drü-zhozhi.

 

Hierachy

 

Zahn is unique in the fact that it does not hold a hierachy. It is clear by the amount of bones that ornament an Ork which is the strongest; and they would rather simply all focus one the one goal of survival together than seperate each-other with ranks and statuses.

 

Spoiler

 

Application

 

Your MCName: Xerihsob
Is this Legend a Player Character? (y/n) If so, list their MCName: No.
Legend Name: Zahn Orks / Zahn Clan
Legend Race/Birthplace/gender/brief history: N/A. Explained above.
RP belief about the legend (Why people view them positively/negatively. What people know in RP pre-events.): N/A.
Brief OOC overview of Legend story (What actually lead to them becoming a legend. This may be the same as the RP belief, or it may be different.): N/A. Explained above.
How the Legend would be proliferated in RP (If this involves books/stories, you may wish to write them with the submission. Once the Legend is fully accepted you may RP knowledge of the legend, however you may only RP the RP BELIEF of the legend, not any OOC overview knowledge. Otherwise, the ET will do our best to introduce the Legend in-game.): Written books IRP, after discovering and contacting them through Shamanism. 
What events would you like to occur around this legend? (ex, discovery of the Legend’s gravesite, retrieving of the Legend’s body, discovering something the Legend created/did): Contacting the dead race through visiting the planes in Shamanism. Perhaps somewhere in this world there is a cave that these creatures did manage to escape too. (I don't know if I would want these creatures to still live, but I would like the possibility of finding them in a cave somewhere to exist.)

Relics Associated:

 

"Ruined Sword of Zrugagga"
- Iron sword with fire aspect.
A sword fashioned out of many bones said to be from an alpha Drü-zhozhi, once wielded by the warrior of legend; Zrugagga. This weapon has withered with time and the destruction of the old world.

 

"Skeletal Remains of Drü-Zhozhi"
- (bones) cosmetic.
These seem to be the remains of a strange creature of tale, unknown by many.

 

"Dormat Drü-Zhozhi Egg"
- (black or grey spawn egg) cosmetic.
A solidified to stone dru-zhozhi egg, presumably from the destruction of the old world. What was once housed inside this was a fierce and frightening creature.

 

"Bark of the Gurzten"
- (light blue dye) is a one-time use consumable that upon use will instantly heal all of a users hearts; or a cosmetic.
What seems to be bark from a strange "tree", though it is very jelly like.

 

"Destroyed Bone Armour"
- (unwearable armour?) cosmetic.
A set of armour destroyed beyond repair, strangely fashioned out of bone.

 

"Drü-Zhozhi Scale"
- (prismarine shards) cosmetic.
A scale of a large reptillian beast. 

 

Though; I do not believe you can bring items back from Shamanism planes, so there would be no way to obtain these. I would appreciate if they were made, however.

 

[Man of Respect 5430]

Xerisohb is a smart person and it was pleasant to talk with him on messages. He's creative... #NextSmawton?

[Xerihsob 33]

22 hours ago, Man of respect said:

Xerisohb is a smart person and it was pleasant to talk with him on messages. He's creative... #NextSmawton?

I appreciate this! Smawton was a clear inspiration to me when writing this post.

[Smaw 2368]

This reminds me of a submission I made not long ago, which probably explains why I'm fond of this post, too.

 

I would like to see some explanation on who Zahn was (if an Orc at all) and perhaps some further explanation on the cultural history of the clan. Other than that, a great submission.

[Xerihsob 33]

22 hours ago, Dewlox™ said:

If this clan becomes an actual thing, i'm making an orc.

Sadly, this is a legend post and because of that I am very doubtful they will make a return. These Orcs had only grown the way they did because of the need to adapt to their surroundings to survive, without the exact same circumstances this kind of Orc would cease to exist. You should still make an Orc, though. ;) 

 

20 hours ago, Smaw said:

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Thanks for the feedback! You were a big inspiration to me when writing this (however I was not aware of the post you had linked) and your feedback is greatly appreciated. I was actually expecting the criticism of something along the lines of "elaborate on who Zahn is/was" however was unable to think of anything at the time of writing the post. I agree that it needs to be explained more thoroughly and am going to work on some rough-drafts sometime next week, most likely.

[GodEmperorFlam 3447]

Under review.

[GodEmperorFlam 3447]

Denied, legends are not meant to define things that are real. You cannot play something that is entirely based in a legend that has mechanical advantage, that is the point of normal lore.

[GodEmperorFlam 3447]

This Lore has been denied. Topic moved to Denied Lore forum.